Thursday, February 24, 2011

Broken pieces

Staring at the night sky
Glittering above me
Like a million pieces of glass
Shining in the moonlight

I admire the beauty
That chaos can have
And I think of the pieces
Scattered inside me

Maybe someone far off
Can look at my heart
And see some kind of beauty
In the scattered chaos within me

A feeling inside me
Like when you miss a step
Erupted within me
Because of a friend

It started because of me
So I'll take the blame
The anger, hurt and abandonment
Are all mine to feel

I'll pick up the pieces myself
And bury them out of sight
So you don't have to deal with them
And we can still be friends


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